ride or die // a. trujillo

20 // Oops

"Her name is Claire Price. 24 years of age. Weighs about 53 kg and is 5'4" tall."

"Bring her to the emergency room! Quick!"

_____

"Are you okay?" Tessa asked me as we got back home from Hawaii. I nodded in response, I didn't get much sleep from the flight. So, you can say I was exhausted.

"I'll just take a quick nap." I replied a yawn escaping my mouth.

I walked up the stairs, things were scattered around the house. These boys really don't know how to clean up after themselves. I entered Anthony's room and laid on his bed, I was too tired to drive back to my own home. I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I woke up, checking the time on my phone immediately. It was already 9 in the evening. I went down to the kitchen area where Chance, Tessa and Bear were gathered. Anthony was still on his way home. I thought by now, he would be home. I walked towards the refrigerator, not knowing about the substance that was on the floor. Quickly, I felt my body lean backwards and soon my body was touching the ground. And then everything was just a blur.

_____

"Good evening, Ms. Price." A friendly face smiles, I was wearing white. Lying on a white sheet. Tubes in my body, injected into my skin. "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine..?" I furrowed my brows, I was very much confused.

"It's good that you're coping well with what just happened." This lady talked, smiling. Like, she was proud? She had dark skin and curly hair. Only evident because of the little pieces of hair falling out from her bun. She was holding a clipboard, writing down whatever while she checked the heart rate monitor.

"What happened?" I was uncertain. I know my name, I know I came from Hawaii hours ago. I know I was at the Team 10 house. I remember seeing Chance and Tessa with Bear. I looked at the nurse, I think that was what she was. Her smile vanished. It was switched with a frown. She now looked, worried. Anthony came inside the room.

"I heard what happened. Are you okay?" Worry instead of panic. What the hell was going on?

"What happened?" I repeated.

Another person enters. He had a lab coat on. A stethoscope around his neck. "Ms. Price, you're awake."

"Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on?" I asked once more.

The doctors face shattered. "Ms. Price."

"I'll take it from here. You can leave the room." Anthony says as he holds my hand in his, warmth and security. The nurse and the doctor fled.

"I made sure, I got here as soon as I landed." He chuckles, sounded desperate. Sad.

"Anthony. What happened?" I asked my unanswered question.

He sighs, a deep one. "You were in an accident. Rushed to the emergency room."

Moments flashed in my head, "And the b--?"

"We lost the baby." He cuts me off. Tears streamed down my face as soon as he said the word lost.

"I'm sorry Anthony. I'm sorry." I cried. "I'm a terrible mother."

"No, you're not." He pulled me into a hug. "It just wasn't meant to be."

"We could've started our family, but I lost it. I lost him. I lost our Hunter." I gripped on his hug. My tears staining his shirt.

"It's not your fault." He shushed. Patting my back, calming me down a little bit.

"The doctor said you're free to go tomorrow afternoon. We could arrange a small funeral if you would like."

I smiled, a small one. "Okay."

_____

"Hey, baby Hunter." I smiled. "Although, I never got to see you, I know you're the cutest baby. Mainly because I believe you look like your father." Anthony chuckled beside me. The casket was buried. His little body, lowering under the ground. Since I was 6 months, the baby already had skin, very fragile. As his veins were still visible.  "I'm sorry you never got to see the world. It's all my fault. I love you." Anthony put his hand on the small of my back. Comforting me. He pulled me to his side and hugged me.

The people in charge in the cemetery placed the gravestone. His name plastered on it. Hunter Trujillo. September 2019. (note that this is a fanfiction and is 2 years into the future.)

"Are you ready to go?" Anthony asked, and I nodded. He kissed me on the forehead, and his fingers as he planted it on the gravestone.

We headed to the car and headed home.

"I love you, forever and always. No matter what the world brings."

"Forever, and always."

THE END.